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[pyralisit]

[The video comes on perhaps a few seconds too soon, showing Cal sitting in front of a window, a lit cigarette in his mouth. There's not really any way to tell what he's looking at outside, but after a few moments he takes the cigarette from his mouth and extinguishes it, exhaling more smoke.

Judging by the haze in the air, he's been there a while.

Once the cigarette is out, he turns to look directly into the camera. This is a very human way of communicating and he isn't sure that he likes it.]

Are we supposed to believe this place isn't actually hell? [Because so far the only good thing about it is Pell. Not that he's ever had a particularly safe life, but the ridiculousness he's seen in the short time he's been here is beyond acceptable.

He almost lights another cigarette, but thinks better of it, and sighs instead.]

All this for what, to stir up some emotions? [He laughs, but the sound is joyless.] Be careful what you wish for and all that nonsense.

So what happens when they get more of us than they can handle?

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[pellameno]

A beautiful disaster, am I?

[pyralisit]

What else would draw another disaster in so completely?

[pellameno]

Come here.

[ He tugs Cal closer and down for a kiss, fingers tangling in the other har's hair. ]

[pyralisit]

[There's no resistance and he eagerly presses his lips against Pell's and throws his arms around him, pulling closer. It's the moments like this that Cal treasures, now they've been reunited.

After a few moments, though, he comes up for air.]

Well, then. What are two disasters to do?

[pellameno]

We have options. I don't need to be anywhere else today, and it's quiet.

Do you know where the others went?

[pyralisit]

Does it matter?

[pellameno]

[ He considers that for a moment -- it is the middle of the day after all, they could have some decorum. But then: ]

No, not at all.

[ And he's taking Cal's hand and tugging him upstairs. ]

[pyralisit]

[That makes him laugh.]

I believe that's settled, then.

[Off they go!]